The Great Space Wedding Compromise

My daughter's ideas strange as could be
A moonscape wedding demanded from me
Would Lunar sites open June twenty-three
I checked with NASA; it wasn't to be

What now? said my daughter, awash in tears
Reliving some of her very worst fears
Earthbound doesn't cut it, she pleaded so
I had to think fast, but what did I know

Despair to my left.  Disgrace on my right
I sat there a-thinking, all the long night...
Morning dawned bright, solution's clarity
A space station wedding, so easy to see

Rejoicing's at hand -- let's strike up the band
We blast off tonight, from warm desert sands
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Gauthier Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 9:22 PM
Now those are pretty exciting wedding plans. LOL Good luck with that, Gershon.
Wolf Avatar
January 28, 2020 at 7:39 AM
Hope nobody gets 'too high' at the wedding! LOL. Thanks, Line! Warmest wishes, Gershon
Chiri Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 7:02 PM
That's what you call giving your daughter the moon and the stars! This was great my friend!;)
Chiri Avatar
January 28, 2020 at 12:45 AM
Hahaha still you make me laugh my friend thanks for that!;) mooning your daughter hshaga
Wolf Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 8:43 PM
Thank you so much, Brenda. At least I wasn't mooning my daughter, eh? Smiles, Gershon
Bush Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 6:11 PM
A space flight on her wedding night, that zero-gravity could be tricky. Haha!
Wolf Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 8:42 PM
Ha, ha, ha. More than a little (tricky), no doubt. Her husband might also have an interesting experience, eh?! LOL. Thanks for the uplifting comment! Smiles, Gershon
Bauer Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 3:59 PM
ha! might be the first hora in space, gershon! i enjoyed...
Wolf Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 6:25 PM
Ha, ha: Maybe they'd have to rename that star cluster, the Hora Borealis! ~ Cheers, Gershon
Green Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 3:52 PM
If you held it on the moon you'd have plenty of green cheese to serve at the reception. : )
Wolf Avatar
January 27, 2020 at 6:23 PM
Now you know why I prefer the space station... Thanks, Chris. :) gw
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